The Illest It Gets

Lyrics

[Intro: Buckshot] Yeah Uh... Uh, uh, uh Yeah! Back up in the motherfuckin place Real shit to ya face You know how we do We gon' show y'all niggas how we roll in the BK Side Feel this Straight like that Hardcore shit to ya back My dawg Hi-Tek is on the motherfuckin' boards And I'ma step back for a minute And tell y'all motherfuckers who I be (Assassin) [Verse 1: Buckshot] Blaow! Here comes the BDI Thug Buckshot Shorty with the gat tucked by the rug It's kinda bugged niggas said I fell off on tracks You see this dick, you fell off on that, you sell off crack But that don't mean you pop collars or drop dollars You could be a spot watcher Watch your spot or better yet, watch the stain on your shirt Or Buckshot put ya brain on your shirt, huh And that's the main reason why I'm here Buck spit, Hi-Tek beats steez in your ear, huh You see buck, you see trees in the air D's in the chair, tied up screaming for air Little Buck with big bucks Spend a little on a good dick suck You can get this nut or that nut, huh Both for the nut, dough for your gut Duke, you'd go for the Buck (Yeah) That means you go for this and go for that (Hmm, hmm) And got nothing to show for that Stick with Buck, you won't need coke or crack I teach you how to rhyme, now you a joke in rap [Hook: Buckshot] Why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up? Everybody back up, what! Hit yo' back up, huh Say somethin' Every day I lace somethin' I see they stay frontin' I'm like, why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up? Everybody back up, what! Hit yo' back up, huh Say somethin' Every day I lace somethin' I see they stay frontin' [Verse 2] Yo, I, don't really give a fuck about those, who Don't give a fuck about me, 'cause All I wanna do is cock lead, get bread Live life and get head Wicked in bed, Shabba Rank no. 1 dick I'ma give yo' chick till tomorrow And chop heads off, we see you hollow Where I'm from, nigga, it's rough They drink 'til they can't swallow Beg & borrow, yeah that's the hood motto But you shouldn't follow shit that don't bring no dough You just swing low Huh, and I was taught to aim high Take over your shit, call it Shanghai I heard you wanna bang, why? It must be a reason for that Them damn videos, gotta be the reason for that 'Cause man listen, in some hoods, you end up missing Snatched with yo pants down while you pissin' 'Cause I got you listening that long And all my true fans, I stick by y'all And all you fake niggas, I lick fire That's when I melt hot rocks and spit lava Buck spit saliva on your shoe And tell you slide off with your crew And if you rap until you slide off, I'ma boo And slide off with your boo, 'cause your bitch is mine too You cop my bootleg and bit this rhyme too God damn nigga, your kid is mine too Take shit, yeah, I'm designed to, don't even sweat that Just when you like lighting up, I leave you jet black [Hook: Buckshot] Why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up? Everybody back up, what! Hit yo' back up, huh Say somethin' Every day I lace somethin' I see they stay frontin' I'm like, why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up? Everybody back up, huh Hit yo' back up, what Say somethin' Every day I lace somethin' I see they stay frontin' [Outro: Buckshot] This that ill shit, the illest it get You talk shit, but you still on the dick You can say it flop, but it still gonna hit As I pop yo' top like this That ill shit, the illest it get You talk shit, but you still on the dick You can say it flop, but it still gonna hit As I pop yo' top like this